[from Milliways Bar]

[Kitty and Val are out by the lake. Why? We do not know. There is crack. Logic makes no sense.]

Kitty: "We were singing, hi, hi, it's that Anakin guy, maybe Vader someday later..."
Val: *blinks* Don't sing that in front of Anakin. He'll die. *giggles*
Kitty: *grins* I could sing "Yoda" instead...
Val: oh, Force. There's a song about Yoda?
Kitty: *slow smirk* You haven't heard it?
Val: Uh, no, I haven't.
Kitty: *sings* I met him in a swamp down in dagoba
Where it bubbles all the time like a giant carbonated soda
S o d a, soda

I saw the little runt sitting there on a log
I asked him his name and in a raspy voice he said yoda
Y o d a, yoda
Yo-yo-yo-yo yoda

Val: *stares*
Val: I think I'm dead.
Kitty: *brightly* Give it to me Obi, uh huh, uh huh, give it to me Obi, uh huh uh huh, give it to me Obi, uh huh uhuh, and all the wookies say he's pretty fly, for a Jedi.
Val: *stares more*
Kitty: *pats her shoulder* Val, I have so much to share with you.
Val: *smirks* Bring it on. Hey, Bar gave Luke and I Star Wars Trivial Pursuit. That was hilarious.
Kitty: Until you've been looking for images to use for a report and stumbled across Luke/Leia porn, you still have no idea, Val.
Val: *looks scared* Someone gave me Star Wars porn. It scared me.
Kitty: *solemn nod* Understandably so. Besides, unless it's Obi-Wan/Anakin, it's not really that good, either. *is just kidding* *will say it anyway*
Val: *sporfles* That's my -dad-.
Kitty: And yet. Hayden as Anakin Skywalker. Mmm, leather. Mm, Jedi robes. Mmm...very hot.
Val: Ok, so, uh, I'll agree with you on the Jedi robes being a turn-on. *blushes furiously*
Kitty: Wait here. *runs home, rummages, comes back with DVD* *shoves at Val's face* Hayden. *points* Hot. Ewan as Obi-Wan. *points* Also? Hot.
Val: *turns redder* Damn. Almost wish the younger versions were in the bar.
Kitty: *sighs* I know. *grins playfully* ...Since Anakin's been like a father figure to me since I met him, it probably wouldn't be a good idea to mention this conversation to him.
Val: And, uh, since I'm kinda marrying Luke, I probably shouldn't be staring at how hot his father was, shouldn't I? *grin* So, I should start calling you sis, now, neh?"
Kitty: Sure you can. I mean, he kissed his sister. You lusting after his younger father has to be better than that, right? *laughs* If you like.
Val: *cracks up* I guess so. *eyes DVD* He was hot. I'd forgotten that. Frell.
Kitty: Stupid lava. *mournfully eyes DVD* And yes. Mmm, yes, he was.
Val: Yes, very stupid lava. *ponders for a moment* I have to admit that I'm still partial to Luke, though.
Kitty: I'm not fond of lava. Being encased in it by necessity does that to you. *shudders* Stupid heat. Stupid molten rock. Plus. It ruined the hot. And that should not be allowed. *firm nod* Luke is cute. Not really hot, but handsome. And cuddly. Anakin is all grr. Argh. I am overcome with angst but perhaps you can save me anyway! Except, really, can't, because original trilogy and all. But. There was a point. Oh, yeah. *firm nod* Hot.
Val: *just cracks up* Something like that. Luke is really cuddly. 'specially when he's being cute... ok, I'll just stop there. Probably too much information. But, you are right. Young Anakin is pretty blessed hot.
Kitty: That's okay. Love. It does things. Makes you mush. *sighs* ...Never mention this conversation to "Dad", right?
Val: *snorts* Of course not. I think I'd die of embarrassment myself.
Kitty: Good plan. ...I think I'll get him a copy of The Saga Begins. *Evil grin*
Val: *innocent* I have a voice recorder.
Kitty: ...You know. *eyes glint* I have a video camera, and a housemate who has every Star Wars action figure ever made...
Val: *cackles* I think I like where this is going. I have a laptop with a video input.
Kitty: Sister dear, I think we have a plan.
Val: *beams* Oh, we do, my dear sister.
Kitty: I'll get the action figures.
Val: I'll grab my laptop.
Kitty: *giggles while fleeing for CD and action figures*
Val: *cackles and runs off for laptop and video cables*
Kitty: *sets up* *gets out Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, ittybittyAnakin, Jar Jar, Boss Nass, and Padme* *hums star wars theme* *wonders how Anakin will kill them*
Val: *returns with laptop, and a huge grin* Had to fend off the Jedi wanting to know where I was going. *sets up laptop.*
Kitty: *snickers* Bobby'll kill me if he finds out I took these, but it's so, so, so worth it.
Val: Oh, it is. It really is. I will -die- at the look on Anakin's face.
Kitty: Hopefully, not because he kills us.
Val: He won't. I'm sure of that. We might get a Lecture of Doom, though.
Kitty: *grins* Like that's ever stopped me.
Val: *beams* Me either.
Kitty and Val: *make movie* *complete with lighting effects and dancing storm troopers that, okay, shouldn't really be there, but why not?* *finish movie by having a rancor eat the Emperor action figure* *just cause*
Val: I think that sums it up quite nicely, don't you think?
Kitty: I particularly like the girlish scream of pain you produced for the Emperor. Very appropriate. *respectful clap*
Val: *bows* He so needed a girlish scream. I was quite imperssed with the Stormtrooper ballet. It was so realistic.
Kitty: Ah, well, ballet lessons for years, you know. Needed to put dad's money to good use somehow. I am sure he would approve. And I'm sure Anakin will appreciate how much work we put into this.
Val: *grins* We must show him. As soon as possible. He will be very proud of his daughters and how much work we put into something so special.
Kitty: I am sure he will be touched. And we must take photos of his face.
Val: *sporfles and facepalms* I'll get pictures alright. *grins*
Kitty: It will still be worth it.
Val: Oh, it will be. It so will be.